I feel that the day Cale actually acknowledges how much he puts himself through
Will probably be like,both a blessing
And
One hell of a curse
Because like he’s now actively trying to improve
But this is Cale
So while improvements for everyone else is like
“Oh look someone’s trying to stab me ,let’s dodge it so I won’t get hurt”
Cale’s improvements are more along the line of
‘Oh look someone stabbed and i actually ended up telling you after a large amount of debating with myself.Oh and the knife might have been rusty so now i have an infection.Oh look at me I’m communicating so well , I’m actually telling you about my problems.You’re proud of me right?”
And everyone’s staring at him,internally screaming in pure agony while the redhead..is just..sparkling up at them.
But also they can’t actually say anything because this is, in fact,Cale doing really well in the communication department (mainly because there was no communication department at first,period)
And they have to deal with that very carefully because not dealing with it in a manner not dissimilar to approaching that one hissy cat in the corner that has clearly gone through some shit will probably end up with said cat not actually hurting them but instead fucking bolting and breaking their hearts in the process.
Cale is the cat
In case
That isn’t obvious
(The man also happens to be the adoptive father of two very much abused cats.The analogy fits.)
